Reason why I haven't been on often: cause i need to take a chill pill. Buh-buh-bye, guys. Like ya, (NO love.)
on September 21, 2017
Pluviophile
I supervised the rain as it ran down my window. It was very tempting to go out, my vulnerability wanting to feel the rain roll down my skin. I precisely remember someone, telling me to not go back out in the rain again. The want was antagonizing me. I looked over my empty room. This was my solitude. It looked like no one had been in here for ages.
“Home sweet home.” I whispered to myself sarcastically, letting out a sigh.
I was loathing to not to go outside. It infuriated See More me kind of, at least, I think it did. I thought about not ever being able to go back outside when it rain, that thought made aghast run through me. I shook my head,to get rid of the awful thought. The want was like a plague to my mind. I stepped to my window and put my hand on the glass. I heeded my attention to something else immediately. I decided to acknowledge the fact I had an distraction. My ipod. I scavenged around for it. I couldn’t find it. The fate devastated me, I then remember the competent facts I needed to find it. I admonished myself to remember the sharp pencil that was on the ladder step to my bed. I luckily missed it on the way up. The incident from the last time was not pretty, but now was not the time to dwell on it. I acquired my my ipod and earbuds from under my pillow from earlier restless nights. I put them in my ears and listened, but it didn’t devoid me from the tempting pitter patters from the rain droplets. I ungainly fell from the way back down. Missing one of the steps, I felt my heart stop as embarrassment run through me my eyes darted around to make sure no one saw. I felt anxious even though no one else was here. I felt my heart start beating normally again. I took some deep breathes. The rain seemed to become louder and more trying. I couldn’t take it any longer. I rushed down the hall and clumsily ran down the stairs. I opened the door quickly that lead to the garage. I jumped over shards of glass left by my father. I tugged on the handle that lead to the outside. I insulted myself under my breath, as I remember that the door has three locks on it. I quickly tried to unlock them, my hands fumbling over nothing. I finally got it open and pulled it open and ran out. Stopping before I fell off of the porch. I went to insult myself, but then the rain fell onto me. I felt at peace. My mind and heart decided to stop arguing and took in the wonderful feeling in. I felt salty tears run out of my eyes, such lovely feelings were causing them.My tears and rain dripped off my chin. I mumbled the song’s lyrics that played on the ipod. The song made it felt as if it was at the back of my mind, was telling me to just stop worrying and just reminisce those lost happy memories. When my dead eyes and dull lies didn’t exist anymore. I subsided into the rain, the music and the thoughts that ran through me.
I supervised the rain as it ran down my window. It was very tempting to go out, my vulnerability wanting to feel the rain roll down my skin. I precisely remember someone, telling me to not go back out in the rain again. The want was antagonizing me. I looked over my empty room. This was my solitude. It looked like no one had been in here for ages.
“Home sweet home.” I whispered to myself sarcastically, letting out a sigh.
I was loathing to not to go outside. It infuriated See More me kind of, at least, I think it did. I thought about not ever being able to go back outside when it rain, that thought made aghast run through me. I shook my head,to get rid of the awful thought. The want was like a plague to my mind. I stepped to my window and put my hand on the glass. I heeded my attention to something else immediately. I decided to acknowledge the fact I had an distraction. My ipod. I scavenged around for it. I couldn’t find it. The fate devastated me, I then remember the competent facts I needed to find it. I admonished myself to remember the sharp pencil that was on the ladder step to my bed. I luckily missed it on the way up. The incident from the last time was not pretty, but now was not the time to dwell on it. I acquired my my ipod and earbuds from under my pillow from earlier restless nights. I put them in my ears and listened, but it didn’t devoid me from the tempting pitter patters from the rain droplets. I ungainly fell from the way back down. Missing one of the steps, I felt my heart stop as embarrassment run through me my eyes darted around to make sure no one saw. I felt anxious even though no one else was here. I felt my heart start beating normally again. I took some deep breathes. The rain seemed to become louder and more trying. I couldn’t take it any longer. I rushed down the hall and clumsily ran down the stairs. I opened the door quickly that lead to the garage. I jumped over shards of glass left by my father. I tugged on the handle that lead to the outside. I insulted myself under my breath, as I remember that the door has three locks on it. I quickly tried to unlock them, my hands fumbling over nothing. I finally got it open and pulled it open and ran out. Stopping before I fell off of the porch. I went to insult myself, but then the rain fell onto me. I felt at peace. My mind and heart decided to stop arguing and took in the wonderful feeling in. I felt salty tears run out of my eyes, such lovely feelings were causing them.My tears and rain dripped off my chin. I mumbled the song’s lyrics that played on the ipod. The song made it felt as if it was at the back of my mind, was telling me to just stop worrying and just reminisce those lost happy memories. When my dead eyes and dull lies didn’t exist anymore. I subsided into the rain, the music and the thoughts that ran through me.
on September 18, 2017
Ancient battle-scarred feral cat meets tiny kittens
Mason is an ancient, battle-scarred feral cat with advanced kidney disease. Instead of euthanasia, we felt he deserved to live his sunset months in comfort, ...
on September 16, 2017
UmaPuma(crush): I feel like a ball of pure gay when I'm around you.
on September 16, 2017
on September 16, 2017
"Love is a lollipop with a scorpion inside"
on September 16, 2017
I'm having trouble breathing, right now. I can't help shaking..
Its possible that you are/were having a panic attack, my friend had one like that, and she culd not stand for around 14 minutes after she stopped shaking. hope you are ok
on September 15, 2017
on September 15, 2017
I don't feel well.
on September 15, 2017
I'm gonna go cry in the corner.
on September 14, 2017
on September 14, 2017
Ive been on qfeast for 1 year and two months. So that's interesting
on September 14, 2017
What would make my day tomorrow, if someone said "Hey Connor." Asked how I was then..When I replied with my usual fine.. They grabbed me by the shoulders, then said "I know you're not." That would make me happy. But I know that's not going to happen. Because I'm forced to be this mess of emotions.
on September 14, 2017
on September 14, 2017